The next morning, at dawn, Director Wang Zhengyu personally invited the village chief over.
There was no other way. This was too urgent. Although Peng Yuyu's breathing was steady, they would feel anxious if she was unconscious for another moment.
"Grandpa Village Chief, quickly take a look at him. He's been unconscious for an entire night, and he still hasn't woken up!”
Zhang Zifeng saw the village chief and quickly went forward.
"Don't be anxious, little girl. Let me see!”
The village chief was an old man in his sixties, dressed in the unique attire of the Miao people.
Although she was old, she looked very energetic.
After entering the house, the village chief saw Peng Yuyu lying unconscious on the bed and snoring softly. He frowned and asked,""How did he do this?"
As the village chief of Wengcao Village, he naturally did not want any accidents to happen to the program team here.
After all, it was good news for a variety show like Yearning For Life to be able to come to a remote place like theirs to record a show.
This was because when these celebrities came, they were also advertising the village while recording the program.
If the response was good and the effect was good, it might even drive the village's tourism industry.
This was a shortcut to becoming rich. As the village chief, he naturally understood this.
Although Wengcao Village was also a Miao village, it had long been integrated with society.
However, most of the people in the village were very poor.
They were short of money, and their quality of life was not high.
The village chief also wanted to lead the people in the village on the road to wealth, but he was powerless!
Therefore, the third season of the life I yearned for was an opportunity to move into the village!
Moreover, the higher-ups had already informed him in advance to cooperate with the production team's recording.
"I don't know! Something happened on our way here last night!”
He Yige said hesitantly.
"Impossible! Why would a perfectly fine person faint? Have you been somewhere?”
"Or did he suffer a great shock?”
Village Chief frowned and asked in puzzlement.
"Teacher He, Teacher Huang, saving people is more important. Tell Grandpa Village Chief the truth!”
Zhang Zifeng stomped his feet.
When Chef Huang and Brother He Yi heard Zhang Zifeng's words, their faces turned awkward.
The village chief carefully checked Peng Yuyu's condition. He took out his smoking pipe, filled it with cigarettes, and took a puff.""If you don't say it, I can't do anything!”
"This child's situation is a little special. It seems that he was too frightened and lost his soul!”
He had seen this kind of situation many times. Whether it was young people or children, they would lose their souls after being overly frightened.
"What? No, it's not that serious, right?"
When Chef Huang heard this, he immediately hesitated.
"Alright then! Let me say it!"
" Yesterday afternoon, when we got off at the village entrance and walked towards the mushroom house, we saw a group of suspicious people on the hillside not far away…"
He Yige sighed and began to describe what happened yesterday.
After a while, the village chief fell silent.
After a long time, he sighed and said,"You guys! What nonsense!"
"The mortuary is also a place you can go to. That place is more evil. Even the black seedlings of the Miao stockade village are not willing to deal with that person in the mortuary!”
"You bunch of children are really bold. You even dare to run to the mortuary in the middle of the night.”
"That's a hotel for the dead, not for the living!”
When the village chief said this, his face revealed a troubled expression.
"Isn't there still a little brother living there? He was quite handsome and young.”
Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but interrupt.
"How can that be the same? He's the corpse herder of Xiangxi. His methods are amazing!”
"His temper is also quite strange. Under normal circumstances, we don't dare to disturb his life!”
"That mortuary was built especially for their lineage. It's where the corpse herder Taoist priest lives!”
The village chief said angrily.
"Village chief, what is a black seedling?”
He Yi Ge asked curiously.
"Black seedlings, they are black seedlings!”
"The Miao village is divided into the Black Miao and the White Miao! Bai Miao was a witch doctor who specialized in treating illnesses and saving lives.”
"As for the black seedlings, they refine Gu and raise insects. The black seedlings are rare in the Miao village now.”
"Under normal circumstances, we rarely interact with Hei Miao, but the one who lives in the mortuary doesn't even want to provoke Hei Miao. Can you imagine how terrifying he is?”
The village chief explained.
"Miao Jiang really has Gu refinement?"
Chef Huang said in surprise.
"Of course, this is something passed down from our ancestors. According to what you mean, it's an intangible cultural heritage.”
"This thing can't be lost. Someone has to inherit it!”
Village Chief said in a deep voice.
"What should we do now? Grandpa Village Chief, please think of a way to save Yuyu!”
Zhang Zifeng begged.
Hearing Zhang Zifeng's words, the village chief was caught in a dilemma.
He walked back and forth in the room while smoking, looking hesitant.
On one side was the corpse herder Taoist priest, who was unwilling to provoke him, and on the other side was the safety of the life program group's guests.
He could not offend either side!
Brother He Yi and the others watched from the side, not daring to disturb the village chief.
After a long time, Village Chief finally stopped and gritted his teeth."Forget it! Let me, this old bag of bones, plead for mercy on your behalf. I hope he will show mercy!”
The village chief flicked his pipe on the soles of his shoes, then stuck it at his waist and walked out.
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